I WENT out at night alone; <br />The young blood flowing beyond the sea <br />Seemed to have drenched my spirit's wings— <br />I bore my sorrow heavily. <br />But when I lifted up my head <br />From shadows shaken on the snow, <br />I saw Orion in the east <br />Burn steadily as long ago. <br />From windows in my father's house, <br />Dreaming my dreams on winter nights, <br />I watched Orion as a girl <br />Above another city's lights. <br />Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too, <br />The world's heart breaks beneath its wars, <br />All things are changed, save in the east <br />The faithful beauty of the stars.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-stars-2/
